After Yu Tuisi ate some bread to cushion his stomach, he was carried onto the children's bed by Chen Sufeng on time.

He also has to take a nap.

When Chen Sufeng returned to the table, everyone was still standing around the table in a circle, fearing that if they looked at the table one more time, they would lose control of their physiological reactions.

"This basin of swill..." Chen Sufeng almost said what he meant, braked in time, and coughed to cover up, "What should I do with food?"

Jiang Fang said gently: "I'll do a little."

He went to the kitchen and picked out a few dishes that were easily spoiled: "Eggplant stuffed with meat, Mapo tofu, shredded potatoes, shrimp and seaweed soup, and some rice?"

Seeing that no one had any objections, Jiang Fang nodded to Nan Zhou and motioned for him to come in and help with the cooking. He glanced at the table that looked like a collection of dishes from the entire periodic table of elements, and ordered Nan Zhou: "Bring the pot in."

Come on. Get a soup pot out."

Once the kitchen door is closed, the stagnant atmosphere is successfully isolated from the outside.

The sound of washing and rinsing in the silence between the two is a bit indescribably warm.

Today, Nanzhou had tried his best for this meal, so he was a little frustrated with the current result.

Nanzhou said: "I have always been the one cooking at home."

Jiang Fang: "..."

He pondered for a moment: "Family love is great."

Nan Zhou: "They will eat whatever I cook."

Jiang Fang stopped washing the pot and turned to look at him: "...are you homesick?"

Nan Zhou shook his head, there was no special nostalgia in his eyes.

Jiang Fang suddenly said: "Let me try some of that chicken wing."

Nan Zhou was stunned and wanted to hand him a pair of chopsticks, but found that his hands were covered with water, and the fingertips he was holding on the sink were dripping water drop by drop.

So Nan Zhou naturally picked up some green chicken wing meat and put it into his mouth.

Jiang Fang accepted the feeding calmly.

Very good and familiar.

"Next time, don't add too much sugar and sugar, as it won't be easy to wash the pot." Jiang Fang paused, imitating Li Yinhang's title, and called him with a smile, "...Brother Nan."

Nan Zhou frowned slightly and corrected: "You are older than me, so you can't call me brother."

Jiang Fang looked a little surprised: "Miss Li calls you that."

Nanzhou was particularly stubborn on certain details: "No. You are older than me."

Jiang Fang polished the new plate he took off the dish rack to a shiny finish, but there was a gleam of temptation in his eyes: "How about you call me?"

"Yeah." Nan Zhou responded obediently and said coldly, "...Brother Fang."

Jiang Fang let out a low "hmm" and raised the corners of his mouth a little: "...Brother Fang, let me make you a cake."

Nanzhou's eyes, which had been as quiet as an ancient well, suddenly lit up: "Can we do it here?"

Jiang Fang opened the refrigerator and inspected the ingredients one by one: "As long as you have a pot. Don't you know."

Nan Zhou: "I told you, I'm not good at cooking."

Jiang Fang glanced at him intently and smiled brightly: "I know."

If I didn't know, I wouldn't let you draw the simplest 2 of hearts.

If I hadn't known better, I might have had to wait a long time before I had a reason to let you eat another meal I cooked.

Jiang Fang adjusted his breathing and opened the pressure cooker on the side.

"Don't use that."

Nan Zhou's voice came from behind him: "...there is water in the bottom of the pressure cooker and the leather ring."

When Nan Zhou tried to dissuade him, Jiang Fang had already lifted the lid of the pot.

Unlike other pots, there are always many blind spots in the pressure cooker that cannot be cleaned, and because of its strong airtightness, water is very difficult to evaporate.

The situation inside the pot is exactly the same as what Nan Zhou said.

When Nanzhou went out with the dishes just now, he didn't have time to mention this matter to everyone.

Jiang Fang turned back and looked at Nan Zhou: "...Not long ago, someone used a pressure cooker?"

Nanzhou: "It's possible."

Nan Zhou: "Also, you can touch and look inside the pot."

Jiang Fang put his fingers into the pot.

The pot was washed very clean.

However, the subtle feel on the inner wall cannot deceive anyone.

...There is an indescribable, disgusting smoothness.

Jiang Fang raised his finger and placed it in the sun to look at it carefully.

The kitchen, which faces north and south, is filled with sunlight that makes people feel drowsy and make their whole body feel numb in the afternoon.

Jiang Fang's fingers glowed with a faint glaze under the bright sunlight.

...it's oil.

A woman whose traces have been wiped from her family.

A pressure cooker with delicate oil.

Jiang Fang quickly took out two or three pieces of kitchen paper and wiped off the residue on his fingers.

Nan Zhou patted his back: "Do you want to confirm first? Or do you want to confirm after cooking?"

Jiang Fang: "Let's clear up the questions first."

Nan Zhou simply said: "Okay."

Nanzhou asked again: "Are you thinking about the same thing as me?"

Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou looked at each other for a few seconds and blurted out at the same time.

Nanzhou: "Floor drain."

Jiang Fang: "Water fee."

Nanzhou: "..."

Jiang Fang: "..."

In the silence, Jiang Fang lowered his head and laughed heartily: "Ha, we still almost have a tacit understanding."

Nanzhou looked at the curvature of the corners of his mouth, a little curious.

Because the lip line looked so perfect when it was raised, he had the urge to go up and poke it.

When Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou came out of the kitchen at the same time, no one sitting or standing in the living room could react for a moment.

The fitness coach and Chen Sufeng are not here.

The former went to stare at Yu Tuisi who was sleeping.

Because Shen Jie was worried about Chen Sufeng, a stupid young man, because she was afraid that he would be careless and not notice the clues.

The latter, under Yu Tuisi's gentle persuasion, went to take a shower in the master bedroom bathroom.

Shen Jie: "Food..."

Jiang Fang gently waved his hand to her, indicating that she should be calm. Then he walked up to Li Yinhang and asked, "Do you have a water bill at home?"

Although Li Yinhang didn't know what was going on, his reaction was finally up to par: "Not found."

Jiang Fang: "Is there any place at home that I haven't looked for yet?"

Li Yinhang shook his head.

One morning was enough for them to turn the small apartment of 100 square meters upside down.

Shouhou felt that the results of their search had been questioned again and again, and he interjected unconvincingly: "If you want to find it, go find it yourself. Anyway, there is nothing behind the floor and wallpaper..."

At this time, Nan Zhou's footsteps had already gone to the bathroom of the master bedroom.

Hearing this, he clicked his tongue lightly, turned back quickly, and picked up the locked box that he had temporarily put aside from the corner of the dining table.

Thin Monkey: "..."

Because Nan Zhou had been holding the box, they had forgotten the existence of the box.

This is the truth behind blind spots in thinking.

But in his opinion, it was useless for Nanzhou to take the box.

"We haven't found the key yet..."

Before he finished speaking, Nan Zhou was seen holding the box tightly with one hand, exerting force with one hand, and pinching it like a paper-skinned walnut——

Click click——

In full view of everyone, the wooden box he held in his hand collapsed in half.

Nanzhou's other hand grabbed the brass lock plate hanging precariously on the other half of the intact box, as well as the small lock on it that had not been opened by him, and opened a skylight for the contents of the box -

A stack of invoices and various bills immediately came into view.

Shen Jie suddenly took a breath of cold air.

She still remembered what she said to Nan Zhou in the morning, half as a reminder and half as a mockery: "You need a key to break a locked thing like this. There's no point in using something to pry it open."

Nanzhou's answer was simple: "I know."

At that time, Shen Jie thought he was perfunctory.

Now it seems that his response was indeed an ordinary and literal meaning.

...I understand, please stop arguing.

Nanzhou didn't seem to care about this, he just came to help and make a box.

He seemed to be eager to confirm something. After violently dismantling the box, he walked away.

However, halfway through, he hurriedly turned back for the second time, picked up the box lid that he had casually placed on the table, grabbed the small lock, and after a few pulls, easily separated the lock from the box lid that was connected to it. .

He carefully put the unopened lock into his pocket, glanced at everyone briefly, and then walked to the master bedroom bathroom again.

After thinking about the meaning behind his action, Shouhou almost fell over with a breath: "..."

You act like someone is trying to steal your lock?!

Jiang Fang acted quickly and took over Nan Zhou's shift.

He turned a stack of documents over in his palm, briefly sorted out an aligned edge, and then quickly counted them.

Li Yinhang worked in a bank and saw how his seniors counted banknotes manually.

However, Jiang Fang's actions were different from any experienced senior she had ever seen.

Jiang Fang's hands are very special, and the slenderness of his thumb exceeds that of a normal adult male.

He held the document, which was about one and a half knuckles thick, firmly between his ring and middle fingers, and used his thumb to turn the pages and check.

His movements are as precise and fast as a money counting machine.

But the machine does not have his level of discernment.

Because he quickly pulled out the water bill he wanted from the middle of the bill.

He stretched out his hand to Li Yinhang: "Mobile phone."

Li Yinhang was stunned by the smooth and smooth operation of the two bosses. At this moment, he heard Jiang Fang's instructions. When he hurriedly took out the mobile phone from the warehouse, his hand accidentally slipped - —

Before she could panic, Jiang Fang grabbed the fallen cell phone in the air and nodded to Li Yinhang like a gentleman: "Thank you."

With a full signal, he made the first call to contact the outside world based on the water supply hotline number marked at the bottom of a water bill. He didn't know the door, location, or floor of this castle in the air.

"Hello."

"Hello~~"

A long female voice came from the other side of the phone: "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

The voice was polite and full of laughter, but it had a false quality.

Like a non-human being trying to pretend to be a friendly human being.

□□, this sound makes people get goosebumps.

Jiang Fang's expression did not change at all.

He stared at the other string of numbers representing the "household number" in the receipt. Even when he was facing the creature on the phone who didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost, he was still polite and polite from the bottom of his heart: "Hello. I I would like to check my water bill for this month. The account number is..."

While Jiang Fang was searching for the documents, Nan Zhou opened the closed master bedroom bathroom door without knocking.

Naked Chen Sufeng: "..."

He had taken off his clothes and was using a towel to draw water and give himself an artificial shower.

There was half a centimeter of water on the tiled floor, and his feet were slightly submerged.

After leaving Yu Tuisi's side, Chen Sufeng's youthful aura actually receded a lot, and his eyebrows became a little sharper and more alert: "What are you going to do?"

Nan Zhou squatted down in front of him: "I'm not interested in your body."

Chen Sufeng: "..." It doesn't have to be so direct.

Nan Zhou raised his head, his eyes were clear, as if Chen Sufeng was wearing clothes or not, there was no difference in his eyes.

He asked: "Is it you who said that sentence in the morning?"

Chen Sufeng: "...what?"

While talking, Nan Zhou turned on the white switch of the floor drain.

The surface of the switch is clean and free of any debris.

Nan Zhou showed no sign of disgust and stuck his index finger into the depths of the floor drain, stirring it back and forth to feel for something.

After a while, he picked it up with his fingertips and pulled something up.

...A small silver key was stuck horizontally in the floor drain pipe.

Since he had been dealing with the box all morning, Nanzhou knew immediately upon touching it that the jagged outline of the key perfectly matched the document box he crushed.

The key was probably lost accidentally.

This is also the reason why people have been looking for the key for a long time and can't find it.

The gap in the floor drain is relatively large, and the shape of the key is relatively delicate. If the angle is special, it is possible to slip into it.

Also under the influence of the special angle, when the key fell into the floor drain, it did not slide down directly, but got stuck horizontally.

At the moment, entangled with the key is a large mass of soft and damp female curly hair.

When Chen Sufeng saw this ball of hair, his hair stood on end and he couldn't help but stare.

The words he mentioned when he went to lie down to wash his face for the first time in the morning echoed in his ears.

——"The sewer in the master bedroom is a little blocked."

At the end of the curly hair, there is a small piece of blood-red scalp-like object attached, which is swinging like a pendulum with the frequency of water droplets falling from the hair end.

At the same time, Jiang Fang also got the answer he wanted.

This month, this household consumed 11 tons of water.

The moment Jiang Fang hung up the phone, everyone heard the system prompt tone.

【drop--】

[Congratulations to player Jiang Fang for collecting the clue "Fingerprints under the ashtray"]

[Congratulations to player Jiang Fang for collecting the clue "Chen Hui in the Shoe Cabinet"]

[Congratulations to player Jiang Fang for collecting the clue "11 tons of waste"]

[Congratulations to player Nanzhou for collecting the clue "Grease in the pressure cooker"]

[Congratulations to player Nan Zhou for collecting the clue "Scalp in the Sewer"]

[Five clues have been collected and achievements are being synthesized——]

[Congratulations to players Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou of the "Li Ark" team for receiving the "Xiao Ming's Daily" main plot reward x1, and each reward 500 experience points——]

Shen Jie's pretty face is constantly changing, with red and white intertwined.

……Oops.
Chapter completed!